The system only arrives when you're old? Then let's create a super-rich family!

Nie Yuanqing clenched his fists tightly.

He is capable and believes he is no less capable than others.

But all these years, he could only bow and scrape in front of others and grit his teeth and endure in private. What was he doing all this for? Wasn't it just hoping that one day he could climb one more step up?

Now that the opportunity is right in front of you, what are you hesitating about?!

Are you really willing to be trampled underfoot for the rest of your life?

bet!

Seeing the tea about to overflow the rim of the cup, Nie Qingyuan abruptly stood up, bowed deeply, and said in a deep voice, "Young Master Qin, the Tenglong Chamber of Commerce is willing to submit to the Qin family!"

With this gesture, he staked everything he had worked so hard for over the years.

Qin Zihao cast an admiring glance at him and congratulated him, "President Nie, you've made a wise decision."

Nie Qingyuan's face lit up with joy, and he quickly pledged his loyalty: "I am deeply grateful for Young Master Qin's appreciation. I, Nie, will certainly do my utmost to follow the Qin family and serve them wholeheartedly!"

Remembering Qin Zihao's earlier concern for Zeng Wentao, he casually asked, "Young Master Qin, should the Tenglong Chamber of Commerce intervene with Yang Qi?"

"If we combine the strength of all the Tenglong Chamber of Commerce, we can rival the Yang family. I'm sure Yang Qi wouldn't dare to act rashly."

Qin Zihao waved his hand and said, "You just need to give Zeng Wentao some funds to help him resolve his company's crisis."

"As for Yang Qi..." He paused, then said calmly, "I will handle this matter personally."

Nie Qingyuan nodded in agreement, then suddenly remembered a major event that had recently occurred in the capital, and couldn't help but ask out of curiosity:

"Young Master Qin, I have something I'd like to ask you."

Qin Zihao glanced at him and nodded slightly.

Having received consent, Nie Qingyuan asked nervously, "Wang Qi, who was ranked eighth on the Beijing Rich List, suddenly fell from grace overnight... Is this related to the Qin family?"

Qin Zihao did not deny it, and nodded slightly again.

Nie Qingyuan was greatly shocked upon hearing this.

He had only heard that the billionaire had inexplicably failed the exam, but he never expected that it was the Qin family who had intervened.

Even Wang Qi, whose company is worth trillions, couldn't last more than three days against the Qin family.

This little Yang family, if Young Master Qin so desires, could probably be wiped out tonight.

There are probably other reasons why it's not being dealt with so quickly.

He speculated that this reason was probably related to Zeng Wentao's daughter, Zeng Ziming.

"Young Master Qin, should this money be sent in your name or the name of the Chamber of Commerce?" Nie Yuanqing asked again.

"The Chamber of Commerce." Qin Zihao didn't want to reveal his identity yet. He and Zeng Ziming hadn't officially established a relationship, and some things needed to be discussed privately.

Nie Qingyuan became increasingly certain of his guess, and he repeatedly agreed, promising:

"Okay, Mr. Qin, don't worry, I'll go back and arrange for the funds to be sent to Zeng Wentao's company immediately."

Qin Zihao nodded slightly and said nothing more.

He stood up, said a few words, and then left with Shen Yue.

"The Tenglong Chamber of Commerce is too small. With your abilities, you should go to a larger platform."

Upon hearing this, Nie Qingyuan was overjoyed. He quickly lowered his head and said, "Yes, I will certainly live up to Young Master Qin's expectations!"

After Qin Zihao left, he picked up the overflowing cup of tea in front of him and drank it all in one gulp.

The bitter taste at first sip, however, inexplicably calmed his unease.

Nie Qingyuan sat alone in the empty private room, staring at the empty teacup in front of him. After a long while, he finally let out a long sigh.

He staked everything he had worked so hard for over the years on this bet.

But he had a strong feeling that he had made the right bet!

at the same time.

Zeng Wentao was refused again when he went to ask for help; this time, he couldn't even get through the door.

"Mr. Zeng, I'm so sorry, Mr. Chen is not home these days. Please come again next time." The security guard stopped Zeng Wentao with an apologetic expression.

Zeng Wentao stood in the cold wind, staring at the tightly closed door, his heart filled with sorrow.

In the past few days, he has asked almost everyone he could for help.

However, the company was already at its wit's end, with no more working capital and a concentration of debts maturing.

If he defaults, his assets will be frozen and auctioned off, and all the hard work he has put in half a lifetime will be destroyed.

They sought help from various sources, but all their efforts were in vain.

That feeling of despair was so overwhelming that he could hardly breathe.

He suddenly realized that he really had nowhere else to go.

Just as he was feeling disheartened and turning to leave, his phone suddenly rang.

He looked down and saw that the caller ID showed it was Nie Yuanqing, the president of the Tenglong Chamber of Commerce.

Zeng Wentao was taken aback, then hurriedly answered the phone, his voice filled with excitement:

"President Nie! Could you please..."

"Mr. Zeng." On the other end of the phone, Nie Yuanqing interrupted Zeng Wentao directly, his tone polite, "I know about your situation. As a member of the Chamber of Commerce, it is our duty to help you resolve this crisis."

Zeng Wentao's hand trembled slightly as he held the phone, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement: "President Nie, this... thank you so much!"

"Mr. Zeng, you flatter me." Nie Yuanqing dared not accept such gratitude, and only said, "It's the Chamber of Commerce's duty," before hurriedly ending the call. He added at the end, "The money will arrive soon, so just wait patiently."

After hanging up the phone, Zeng Wentao stood there, lost in thought for a long time.

Less than ten minutes after the call ended, his phone rang again.

This time, it's the company's finance manager.

"President Zeng, the emergency relief funds from the Tenglong Chamber of Commerce have been successfully deposited into your account!" The finance minister's voice was also filled with barely suppressed joy.

Zeng Wentao's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.

After days of running around seeking help, I'm completely exhausted.

At this moment, the heavy burden was suddenly lifted, and he felt a sense of relief wash over him, along with an indescribable feeling of exhaustion and relief.

As he gazed at the darkening sky, he thought to himself: "Tonight I can finally put my mind at ease and get a good night's sleep."

Zeng Wentao dragged his tired but relaxed steps home.

The lights were still on when I pushed the door open.

His wife and children were already waiting at home, looking at him with worry.

As soon as Zeng Ziming saw his father enter, he immediately went to greet him and asked anxiously, "Dad, has the company's crisis been resolved?"

Zeng Wentao's face showed a rare hint of joy as he smiled and nodded, "The matter is resolved. After Chairman Nie learned about my company's situation, he immediately allocated funds to help, and the money has already been received."

Upon hearing this, Xu Lanfang let out a long sigh of relief, repeatedly muttering, "It's resolved, it's resolved... Now you can finally get a good night's sleep..."

As she spoke, her eyes reddened.

Zeng Wentao patted her hand and comforted her, "It's all over now, don't worry!"

Zeng Yi, who was standing nearby, quickly stepped forward and said proudly, "Dad, Chairman Nie got things done thanks to me!"

He looked at everyone smugly: "It was through Young Master Liu's help, and his father's connections, that this matter came to fruition. Young Master Liu really used his father's influence for our family!"

Zeng Ziming was startled, filled with doubt.

Wasn't it Qin Zihao who made this happen?

She knew better than anyone that the person who could get Nie Yuanqing to help in such a short time could not be Liu Xing's father, Liu Qing.

The other party doesn't have that capability yet.

Only the Qin family, only Qin Zihao, has this kind of face and this kind of power.

She retorted, "Dad, this matter was arranged by Qin Zihao through his connections; it has nothing to do with Young Master Liu."

Zeng Yi immediately shook his head and retorted, "Sister, you've probably been fooled by that Qin Zihao! He's just an ordinary worker, his annual salary is probably less than a million. How could he possibly have the power to invite the president of the Tenglong Chamber of Commerce? It must have been Young Master Liu who asked someone to plead with the president!"

Xu Lanfang also chimed in, "Zimo, in my opinion, this has nothing to do with your classmate. Don't just look at the surface and assume it's him."

"Yi'er already asked your classmate, and he really is just an ordinary working-class person."

Listening to his family's argument, Zeng Wentao quickly pieced together what had happened.

He was also more inclined to believe that Liu Qing had asked someone to relay the message.

After all, it's impossible for a young man earning less than a million a year to ask Nie Yuanqing to step in and help him.

Zeng Ziming was anxious; each word from his family deepened the misunderstanding.

However, she couldn't easily reveal the truth to her family because of Qin Zihao's identity.

She could only insist once again, solemnly stating, "This matter was indeed handled by Qin Zihao."

"Dad, believe me!"

The more eagerly she tried to defend Qin Zihao, the more convinced her family became that she had been deceived.

Even the usually composed Zeng Wentao completely sided with his son.

He spoke in a deep voice, admonishing, "Zimo, from now on, you should keep your distance from that Qin Zihao and try to reduce your contact as much as possible."

Zeng Ziming opened his mouth, wanting to explain further, but ultimately couldn't utter a single word.

Looking at her father's tired face, she swallowed all the grievances and resentment in her heart.

It wasn't that she didn't want to reveal it, but she knew that since Qin Zihao was unwilling to expose his identity, she couldn't do the same rashly. Otherwise, if it caused unnecessary trouble, it would only push him further away from her.

Zeng Ziming took a deep breath to calm himself down.

Since my family has misunderstood, this is the only way to leave it at that for now.

However, she believed that Qin Zihao must have stepped in to help, and that things would eventually be clarified.

-

Inside a private club in Beijing.

Yang Qi was lying on the massage bed, enjoying it with his eyes closed.

A subordinate rushed forward, looking flustered: "Young Master Yang, something's happened!"

Yang Qi didn't even lift his eyelids, lazily saying, "What's the big deal? Can't you see I'm enjoying a service when no one's around?"

"Someone has interfered in Zeng Wentao's matter!" the subordinate said urgently. "It seems Nie Yuanqing has found a powerful backer and has completely changed his attitude. Ignoring your advice, he directly allocated funds to fill the funding gap in Zeng Wentao's company!"

Yang Qi suddenly opened his eyes, his face turning cold.

The Yang family has deep roots in the capital and carries considerable weight.

Nie Yuanqing dared to ignore his previous warnings; it seems he has truly found a powerful backer, otherwise he wouldn't have dared to oppose him.

"Nie Yuanqing probably thinks he's too comfortable in this chairman's position."

He sneered, his tone full of malice, "You dare to meddle in this matter? You're asking for trouble."

He secretly noted down the identity of this person who had suddenly appeared behind the scenes.

He wanted to see who this person was who dared to interfere in his affairs.

Yang Qi slowly sat up, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.

"Investigate," he coldly ordered his men. "Find out exactly who dares to provoke the Yang family."

"Dare to meddle? You're practically asking for death!"

"Yes!" the subordinate replied hastily and hurriedly left.

Yang Qi didn't take it too seriously. He lay back on the bed, closed his eyes, and enjoyed the service that no one else was there for.

In his view, apart from a few truly top-tier wealthy families, there was no one in the capital that his Yang family could not touch.